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How am I supposed to answer your queries, old chap?
I can either say "There are some things that great men do that they wish to go unobserved" and then be turned into mince overnight.
Or I can say, "Goodness, Saurreg, you're right. Oops. Aren't I stupid for blindly defending Lalaith? I'm really not very good at this game, am I, ho ho?" This is called the Hookbill technique.
Or I can play a Nilp and laconically drawl, "Lalaith and I are indeed werewolves. We're wondering whether to use parsley or basil for seasoning."
I think I'll do the third. It's the wittiest.
Lalaith and I are indeed werewolves. We're wondering whether to use parsley or basil for seasoning.
But please, could you oblige us by falling for our demoniac ruse and lynching the patently innocent Hookbill anyway?
Thankyou.
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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